We like to get Piper outside as much as possible; my husband often takes him with him when he is working on projects around the exterior of the house. It quickly becomes apparent, though, that Piper thinks he is doing Mister Rain a favor by supervising the project. Those bird…
No, I do not have dandruff. What I have is an orange-fronted conure (a type of small parrot) who has enjoyed a couple of pistachios on my shoulder. Even though I knew it would require cleanup when he was done, but I felt bad; I had just been in the…
Fourteen years ago this week, Piper chose my husband and me to be his parronts. Three months and two days after bringing him home, I woke up blind with no warning. (To read our story, click here for the first installment of Piper & Me: A Love Story.) Fourteen years…
I had just placed a flag and red, white and blue patriotic fairy lights in my new Dunkin Eagle Cup, as well as a flag, but had not yet moved it to its place on the sideboard. Piper was relaxing on my shoulder for awhile, then, reenergized by his little…
Even though Piper was not at the All-Star Game with me and his dad (click here), he does like to watch Phillies games at home. As a matter of fact, he has better seats than his parronts do and is often blocking our view of the screen. I realize Piper…
It’s hard to leave Piper when I travel, even though I have a handful of exemplary sitters who take great care of him. No matter where I may be, the photos they send me of my little green guy each day help with the missing him. My husband and I…
It’s a Tuesday morning, I’m working at the dining room table. Piper is playing in the adjacent living room, my keystrokes mingle with the sound of his toys hitting the floor after he pushes them off the coffee table. It becomes quiet; Piper preens himself for a bit before getting…
Piper will carry part of his afternoon snack, Nutri-berries, up to the top of his mansion (we never call it a cage), the area known as the penthouse. This is a relatively new behavior in the last year. To see him carry a snack in his mouth almost the size…
“You’ve got a Piper poop on your shoulder,” I tell my husband. He was wearing a dark blue shirt so I could see the light spot. “It’s not a poop, it’s a hole,” he informed me. There is a current, popular expression: This is why we can’t have nice things….
